12 - A one-sided clash

Welcomed by a deafening roar, Ayra and Amelia finally make their entrance from opposite ends of the boundless open-air arena — a place so vast it resembles a real battlefield, large enough for entire armies to clash within it.

Both are wearing a kind of golden metallic armor that covers them from head to toe, so light it almost looks like fabric — tight-fitting — along with boot-like shoes of the same color, though made of leather. According to what Daphne explained to me, these are the traditional garments of this event, used since the very first Judicium Sanguinis millennia ago.